Title: Always a team!

Chapter: 3- He's my best friend, God damnit!

Genre(s): Humor/Angst/Drama

Character Pairings: Oliver/Enrique friendship, Johnny/Robert friendship

Summary: The Majestics went to camping and suddenly, Oliver got lost. Will they be able to learn the meaning of "teamwork"? Will they be able to get to Oliver first before bears do? Or should I say "squirrels"?

A/N: Hey, peeps! Here's the 3rd chapter of "Always a team!" Thanks to the first 2 reviewers… Christina and Starwave!

~ Oliver's POV ~

The sound of dripping echoed through my ears as beads of sweat strolled down my head. I was running… within the darkness. I don't know what I was chasing after… the only thing that I was thinking about was to never lose it. But… what?

Slowly, everything went from dark to light and I covered my eyes by the sudden flash. Right then, I saw… I saw…

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"We can't just leave them there!" Enrique yelled. "Master Enrique… please calm yourself down!" Gustav said as he let Enrique sit back to the chair. "Calm myself down? My best friend is lost somewhere in the woods and you want me to calm down?"

"When there are unknown beasts out there as well?" Enrique yelled, starting to turn red from anger. "He could be hurt! He could be cold and lonely out there! We can't just sit back and let it all happen!"

"Yeah… there could be killer squirrels out there!" Johnny nodded in agreement. "Would you stop it with your squirrels?" Robert said as he took a sip of his tea. "Why are you so calm about it?" Enrique scolded Robert. "Well, we can't do anything about it as well!" Robert closed his eyes.

"Yes, we can! We can go out for a search! Call for your rescue squad!" Enrique came close to Robert's face. "As what have Gustav said; you need to come down, Enrique! We can't send an airplane out at night… it's too dark!" Robert answered.

"Then what do you suggest we should do? Just leave him out there alone?" Enrique asked. "He's my best friend, God damnit!" He banged his hands on the table.

Everyone didn't answer. Robert continued sipping out his coffee as Johnny looked out from the mansion's window. "There's nothing we can do, Enrique!" Robert sighed as he laid down his cup on the table.

"Why don't we all go to bed? That way, we can start the search earlier!" Robert said as he left the room.

~ Oliver's POV ~

"Enrique!" I gasped as I saw Enrique's bloody body on the ground. "Enrique…" I called as I knelt beside his body and brought him to my arms. "Enrique… please wake up! Please wake up! You can't do this to me! You can't leave me like this!" I started crying as I hugged his body tighter, his blood staining my arms and clothing.

"Enrique… no… Please Enrique!" I cried harder and buried my face on his shoulder and felt sweat strolling down my head.

"No!" I suddenly woke up. I felt sweat in my dream, but in reality, it was blood. I looked around and found myself deeper in the woods. "That's right… I fell off the cliff!" I clutched my head and retreated it once more only to find more blood oozing out from it.

"I can't move an inch!" I complained as I looked at my own body. I guess I landed right on my left side since both my left arm and leg are pretty sore. I was dirty from top to toe and my head was throbbing with pain.

"How am I supposed to get out of here?" I asked as I allowed myself to lie down on the ground. "Enrique…" I opened my eyes again and stared at the moon above, slowly, feeling a hot burning sensation at the corner of my eyes. "Please… save me soon!"

~ Author's POV ~

And on the same night… Enrique had the same dream Oliver had, the same time it happened to Oliver as well. As if fate was on their side.

~ Enrique's POV ~

"Oliver!" I gasped as I saw Oliver's bloody body on the ground. "Oliver?" I called as I knelt beside his body and brought him to my arms. "Oliver… please wake up! I'm sorry I wasn't able to save you! I know it's my fault! I shouldn't have let go!"

"Please, Oliver! You can't do this to me! You can't leave me like this!" I started crying as I hugged his body tighter, his blood staining my arms and clothing.

"Oliver… no… please, Oliver! You're my best friend… I don't want to lose you…" I cried harder and buried my face on his shoulder and felt sweat strolling down my head.

"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

~ Author's POV ~

Enrique shot awake and was sweating hard, he wheezed for about 3 minutes and finally stopped. He clutched his head and gritted his teeth while his bangs covered his eyes. "Oliver…" he cursed as a tiny little tear dropped on his clutched hand.

"Oliver… please be okay…" Enrique whispered to himself not knowing someone was listening to him by the door.

A/N: Well… sorry if this is a little short. I hope you enjoyed it anyway! ^_^